Name: Graham Willoughby
Nationality: USA
Ethnicity: Black
Age/DOB: 26 (October 17, 1988)
Pic/Description: GrahamOccupation: Private Investigator
Immunity: Partial
Equipment:- Colt 1911 (One 17 round magazine inside, three 17 round magazines under belt)
- Portable Nokia camera (fits in jacket pocket)
- Green jacket
- Gray t-shirt
- Toenail clippers
- Electric beard trimmer
- Clement’s hiking backpack
- Jeans and work boots
- Wallet with various items inside
- Crowbar
Skills: Graham is an alright shot, by any means. He’s no marksman, but he can hit a moving target from a yard or so away. He is very capable of sneaking around. He takes some damn good photos as well. His personality can be endearing to some, and he is in good shape.
Weakness: His previous years of drinking have given him anxiety and guilt over nothing at all. His personality can be a put off to many people, who do not like his optimism. He had never been in an actual gunfight before, and wouldn't much know what to do during one. If adrenaline were to take him over, he would most likely lose focus and freak out.
Personality: A prejudiced man who is trying his best to redeem himself. He can be obsessive but is really just trying to help people. Graham is idealistic, and as such an optimist. He is a Catholic, like his parents were. He is mostly collected as an individual, if a bit a bit awkward. Has always wanted to be a detective, but never found the time for it, instead playing out scenarios in his head of solving cases and sleuthing about. He has always enjoyed reading criminal files and watching documentaries on police work, but never joined the academy. Graham also has a remorseful sense of entitlement. Graham daydreams often.
Likes: He has a fascination with space and the unknown, unlike Clement. He enjoys criminal case files, photography, and talking with other people. He also really likes that Oatmeal with the dinosaur eggs, and would love to find another box before he dies.
Dislikes: He doesn't like having to hurt other people, or seeing others injured. He hates nagging. He also hates smoking, but can understand a person trapped in it.
Fears: Graham is afraid of dying, first off. He has begun to doubt his own Catholicism, and has turned away somewhat from the faith, which leads to his fear of death. He is terrified of reavers, and is also scared of being completely and genuinely alone.
Bio: Graham was born in Massachusetts, an only child. He was often spoiled by his parents, and lauded by classmates. He grew up with sense of idealism, which led to his dreams of space travel, photography, and detective work. He found himself solving simple mysteries, like where his pencil had disappeared to. In high school, he started drinking. When he was seventeen he began to take drink more and more, before having never thought himself to be an alcoholic.
He wasn’t heavy or regular at first, but the drink got to him eventually. He began shoplifting, but was stopped after a good push around from his friends, telling him to get his act together. He stayed clean for a while, but his parents soon grew more and more absent from his life. He got into a car crash while drunk one night, almost ruining his life. He was put into rehab for a while by his parents, sending them reeling into debt. They were cold with him for a while, but eventually they got over it.
The rehab helped Graham tremendously. He became a model student soon enough, headed off to college. He gained many friends and things began to look up, but unfortunately, old habits die hard. At 24 he began drinkinh again. His friends were fighting their own battles, and his parents had died from disease. His last known relative was Clement, and the alcohol had more or less found him again. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been looking for it, however. He met Elizabeth on a dating website, and it was love at first site. Eventually, she began to live with him in his apartment. She helped him get away from alcoholism some, and eventually the two decided to move on to
He moved to Chicago eventually, him and his girlfriend Elizabeth moving into Clement’s apartment. His interest in detective work peaked again, and he used his bachelor’s degree to land a Private Investigator job with quite a few clients. He bought a camera and began to solve cases. His idealism caught up to him, and he tried to drop alcohol again and dwindled it down to a case a werk. He’s still trying to stop completely, but hasn't done so yet. Something about alcohol had him addicted, despite his inherent and current happiness.
Then, the outbreak began.
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